Last night's ride home was a bit interesting. I was coming up to an interesection with the normal three lanes (Left, straight, right). Since I'm going straight, I stay on course to that. A pickup pulls up alongside of me, at first I think he's going straight, then he starts edging over towards the right lane in a nice, drifting fashion. When he actually bumped my elbow, I realized he wasn't going to stop, so I hit the brakes, floated behind him, and then shot up the other side (so I'm on the left side of his car). I got right next to his window and stared at him, then waved when he didn't respond.

Turns out it was a old guy wearing those wrap around dark glasses. He never responded to me at all... don't think he was ignoring me, I think that he honest to <deity of your choice> couldn't see me. Yikes.

At least this mornings ride was fine...tiring though. I mowed the lawn last night and that can take a bit out of you